The End of the World

Lyrics

[Verse 1: Travis Thompson] It's been a short ride, but, man, it's been a crazy one The shit we seen and overcaming all of it has made us some Hell of a bunch of kids with stories for the ages Of how the hell we got here You can read it in the pages of receipts, and tweets, and poems that we left along the way Everyday is something new, I see the look on mama's face I know this world is sick and it's twisted, the kids never listen, my prints in the system, and Vince own a pistol I've never seen him use it, but he pulled it out a couple times We talked him down from getting licks with it like, "bruh, you trippin'" He used to be my hero, always owed us money I remember tryna light your tree, the power-cut And you were sitting on the ground, crying for some normalcy Angry at me, standing there: "you don't deserve this more than me" Well, that's just how it is, why'd I showed up at your crib And them kids in class have the nerve to say that you smell like shit I swear to God, I almost hit 'em Swear to God, we never listen Swear to God, if I could go back, I would do everything different But, we can't -- I know So, I stand -- alone At the spot that we would meet and we would chill -- go home The quesadillas on my front porch Growing up's a blood-sport If it came to conversations, only ask for one more The summer of 2010, shit was so simple then Them pills done took control, and then we never saw Vince again My mama say that he's in a better place That kids who come up outta here, they grow up with no shame I'm at the vigil, holding a candle thinking it's funny 'cause no one could hold a candle to us But hey, that's just growing up [Chorus: Parisalexa & Travis Thompson] My mama say the world's gonna end soon (end soon) I tell her, "not yet, I got a lot left" But, it'll happen if it's meant to (meant to) And imma feel fine My mama say the world's gonna end soon (gonna end soon) I tell her, "not yet, I got a lot left" But, it'll happen when it's meant to (when it's meant to) And imma feel fine (and imma feel fine) Imma feel fine, imma feel alright, imma feel fine [Verse 2: Travis Thompson] If it all ended right now, I'll feel fine I'd probably sit up on my roof, reminisce all them times We spent trippin' 'bout some shit that only mattered in the moment Like a fight that's up the hill -- Motorola Sidekick's recording Metaphors and metamorphosis Apartment buildings poorly-lit More or less a product of fugitives, Fugee choruses I know I talk a lot and say nothing in the process But I'm learning everyday, and my pastor called me a prophet And my past is full of losses, but that's that shit that made me the high-pitched loser Way too faded, I'm pacing in the bathroom at some girl's house Throwing up a lung My uncle finished drinks, put down the bottle when he's done So I went looking, but couldn't find nothing -- didn't phase me Looking at myself in the mirror, I'm like: "okay, breathe -- you're fine, you're good" "When they ask, you say 'stupendous'" 'Cause you know if it all stopped and the world ended they'd flee the city without you, take a private flight Leave there to rock with Vince and Chris and Trey and Mike and Lisa, Darren, Lindsey -- shit, the list gon' fuck my day up Thinking, "why? it's not goodbye no more, it's only stay up" And so, I stop Soak it all in, fuck the outcome Get on top the car in standstill traffic Do your album, get a Grammy, get on Fallon They sleeping, they in a slumber "Everybody's little homie," yet I'm doing bigger numbers So, I can't sit still No, I can't sit I'll be at the forefront when that wave hit And if it knock down the needle, the ground split -- I'm chilling These apocalyptic rantins got that gang and youngin' singin' like [Chorus: Parisalexa & Travis Thompson] My mama say the world's gonna end soon (end soon) I tell her, "not yet, I got a lot left" But, it'll happen if it's meant to (meant to) And imma feel fine My mama say the world's gonna end soon (gonna end soon) I tell her, "not yet, I got a lot left" (not yet) But, it'll happen when it's meant to (when it's meant to) And imma feel fine (and imma feel) And imma feel fine, and imma feel fine, and imma feel fine